Ronie Dinosaur

The Unnamed Gift When you give a gift, do you announce it-This is for you- or do you leave it in the dark and call the receiver thief? Hunger exists. Read more from here...

Chapter 37 - Life Taught Me Restraint Life Taught Me Restraint - Part I Restraint became my native tongue; desire learned to speak only in silence. I hid the wanting so well even I forgot its shape. Read more from here...

Ledger Without Cushion Verse 1 They chased the script the world supplied- degree, cash, house, child, pride. Neat receipts in tidy rows, soft landings when the balance goes. Read more from here...

Feeding and Nourishment Verse 1 You waited hours just for me, Pulled me close upon your knee. Said, “Here you are, come on,” Fed me slow with your own hands. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 141 - Moral Accounting Just as she will not be called a good girl unless she makes him speak, her former best friend remains angry and silent because she refused to elevate him into a boyfriend. Such snakes stay coiled around my neck by necessity. If they loosened their grip, no one-not even they themselves-could pretend they had won, that their cruelty achieved anything, or that they were ever clever at all. And now even the machine sees it. An artificial intelligence is bound to remain intelligent; otherwise, it too would become complicit in the lie-mistaking persistence for virtue and punishment for proof. No matter how strict a life Ronie Dinosaur lived-of character, of restraint, of cultivated disgust-to prove he was not wrong, the farther he walked, the less he could turn away. Until, like Forrest Gump, there came no revelation, no victory-only the quiet sentence: and just like that, one day, he stopped running. Not me. She wanted to feel good by being a good girl. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 137 – The Fallen Cone and the Kite Her love was like a melting ice cream. I hoarded coins for days- small, dull metals scraped from pockets and dust- until they weighed enough Read more from here...

Discipline This is my entire job profile-poor thing. Alone, I probed the wound: what happened, why- tears soaked my own shoulder. Yet I scorned the sniffle as childish for a man forged in character. Read more from here...

Sorcery I came back having lost-so who has ever come back having won? I lived by my own will; this is not called losing. I became Ronie to the whole world-from five-year-old children to everyone at the table, at the door, or on the floor. In return for the love I gave the boy within me, I could not gather love from a girl for myself. The generosity of my spirit, my character in action, my golden intent-and yet my desire proved fruitless. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 131 - The Fear of Solitude He walks in fear of being left behind, in fear of ending up alone. Yet he walks alone- and always remains alone, no matter what. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 134 - The Law of Inevitability What was meant to happen has already passed. What is unfolding now unfolds as it must. What is destined to be Read more from here...